Chapter 75: Xiao Wu's Account When I woke up, all I could hear was the noisy chatter of old men and women talking nearby. They were speaking in a local dialect, and I couldn't understand a single word. The bed beneath me was soft, and I wanted to laze around a bit longer, but the sunlight outside the window stung my eyes so badly I could barely open them. I struggled to squint, only to see Xiao Wu cheerfully pulling open the curtains, then dragging a metal stool over to sit by my bed. Still groggy…